I want the world to stop. To remain as she last saw it. To hover, unchanged, between what was and what could have been. I need back all those minutes with her, To enjoy the booming laughter; The lovely smile that always grew wider and brighter when I entered the room. A part of me doesn't want to move away from the version of me that she took to the grave, This new person I've become is someone she'll never know, Albeit one she imagined possible. Reinventing me in spite of myself. I have to keep on living...for her... Forever... Grief defines me, swallows me whole. All that love, lost. All that potential, contained. My life = her legacy, Her joy, my daydream, Until we meet again.